Aspiring to the Immortal Path

This Catkins Suifeng Sword is Lin Lang's mastery of swordsmanship. It is a swordsmanship with extremely tight combination of body and step. Although it is a sword method, it includes the footwork and body method.

The magic of Liuyun Academy is originally characterized by lightness and agility, and the integration of body and equipment. Therefore, the offensive and defensive is integrated in the battle, and it can often launch a counterattack under incredible circumstances.

As a Liuyun elite student, Lin Lang mastered the essence of it. This flash and a stab has revealed the exquisiteness. It can be said that he has brought the low-level student's fighting style to the fullest.

At this moment, a sword stabbed back, and a sharp edge appeared on the tip of the sword, hitting Tang Jie's throat directly.

Tang Jie slapped his left hand and slapped the tip of the sword crookedly. The two crossed in an instant. Lin Lang and Tang Jie had already shot at the same time.

Hearing two bangs, Tang Jie's body was suddenly frosty. It was Lin Lang's cold palm. His whole face was blue when he was frozen, and Lin Lang's face also flashed with blood. Obviously, this powerful blow also took place. Let his blood churn.

But the next moment the two of them turned around and shot again without even resting, wishing they wouldn't even give each other a chance to breathe.

When the wind-cutting knife confronted the catkins and the sword of the wind, she saw Guanghua flashing continuously, and the two swords collided with each other for an instant.

When you meet, you will be divided.

The two figures were separated again. Of course, Lin Lang had a bone-bearing knife mark on Lin Lang's body, and Tang Jie's face, chest and arm also had a sword wound, but the wound was much lighter than Lin Lang.

However, after only looking at each other, the two drank three times at the same time, and this time they were faster.

"Without phase golden body, Zidian's stamina method!"

"God, no cloud cover, step by wind!"

"A Celestial God, you really are from the Celestial Palace!"

"My **** Jiaxi is from my father, and has nothing to do with the **** palace. But now it is useless to say these things, whether I am or not, the Axiomists will not let me go!"

"That's right, I knew today, why bother!"

"Kill you before that, and avenge my father!"

"Do it first!"

In the sound of the dispute, the two figures were entangled together at high speed, and the battle entered a fierce state for the first time. You come and go with each other. Although Tang Jie's strength is not lost, Lin Lang has also cultivated for many years, and his aura is like a sea. There are numerous and endless spells. At this moment, various spells were launched one after another, and a huge cloud was rolled out on the flat ground.

The audience on the side only felt that the tide was rising and the power was overwhelming, and they couldn't even see clearly, let alone go in to fight. They were shocked to see Wei Tian Chong and Shi Meng and others.

They naturally knew that Tang Jie was stronger than themselves, but they never expected the difference to be so big.

Na Lin Lang originally seemed to them to be a **** who relied on his father’s shadow, and his amazing strength has stunned them, and Tang Jie’s ability to fight against six-year elite students is even more shocking. People's jaws are almost falling.

How can this be the strength of two-year students, and four-year geniuses, right?

Although they were shocked, Mo Xiang who was on the sidelines couldn't believe his eyes.

It’s not uncommon for the younger students to deal with those who are in the middle of the day. It’s not uncommon to say that the low wins the strong. However, her uncle was ranked in the top ten among the students of Liuyun College in the same period. Such a situation would happen. It is really rare among the rare.

At this moment, the two of you are coming and going, fighting fiercely, Tang Jie Dao is violent, every blow is with great strength, Lin Lang has many spells, aura like the sea, light and erratic, he advances and I retreat From time to time, blood flowed up from time to time. When the battle was complete, Tang Jie shook with a single-handed knife: "Thousands of cracks!"

It was another Shenting Qianchang resorted to.

Lin Lang knew that the power of this sword was extraordinary and did not dare to force it. He first used the catkins sword to fight against the reduction, and then used the wind-driven steps to avoid the aftermath, and finally took the aftermath with a cloudless cover, and at the same time slapped a finger backhand: "Meteor Finger!"

Tang Jie also fought back with one finger: "Vitality Needle!"

The two slammed back at the same time.

Although Lin Lang's Celestial Armor had more rice grains and a big gap, Tang Jie's steel skin also had a little finger hole.

Once again, both lose out.

At this time, the two of them were already full of scars, but they stared at each other, and their anger was getting bigger and bigger.

Especially Lin Lang, his face became harder to look.

For him, six years versus two years, let alone a tie, is a shame even if it is a small one.

At this moment, he was more angry, and he shouted in a low voice: "Sure enough, he has some ability. No wonder he can stir up such a storm. But do you think this is enough?"

With his left hand retracted, Lin Lang squeezed his fingerprints, and even read a series of peculiar rhythms in his mouth.

Tang Jie heard this tone, and his expression changed slightly: "Spell?"

The magic method is mainly based on mudra, and the method is formed through the movement of qi, but some too complicated magic methods are sometimes added with other auxiliary means to increase the speed of the magic, such as the condensing sword of Shi Meng.

Magic spells are the most typical representatives. Some powerful spells often require spells to assist in their activation.

Powerful cultivators will often shout the name of the trick or recite some inexplicable words during the battle. There may be pretense, but more of it is an inevitable requirement when casting a spell.

For Tang Jie, who is mainly engaged in hand-to-hand combat, such spells that require a combination of spells and mudra can be used, not to mention that he cannot learn it now, even if it is unlikely to learn it in the future, it does not mean that he will like face. For such spells.

After all, once such a spell is used, the power is no longer the scene when the two met before.

To a certain extent, this kind of "art" has been compared with the "fa" that can borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the difference is only the amount of spiritual energy consumed.

Therefore, at this moment when Lin Lang was chanting the curse, Tang Jie didn't hesitate anymore, Zidian stepped forward and started, and the Heartbreaker had already slashed towards Lin Lang with a sharp electric.

Lin Lang remained motionless, but a jade pendant on his chest suddenly released a large amount of brilliance. This knife slashed at the light above his head and failed to cut it down.

"Body Protector Jade Pei!" Tang Jie snorted, and punched that Guanghua with his backhand. This punch used thrust and shook Lin Lang to fly.

With the body guard jade pendant, Tang Jie couldn't cut Lin Lang's mask for a while, but his spells could be completed at any time, so the most urgent thing was to interrupt his process.

It's just that although Lin Lang was flying, his handprints were still changing. Obviously, this shock did not affect him in any way. Unless it is a spell used by absorbing the power of the earth, one's own posture is not important, the important thing is that one's own qi is not interrupted.

"Huo!" With a violent roar, the long sword slashed again.

Amidst the intense brilliance that burst out from several consecutive knives, Lin Lang hummed and retreated. However, no matter how hard Tang Jie made a vicious attack, he just didn't stop his spellcasting movements.

The time he spent casting the spell was so long that the pressure after finishing the spell suddenly became terrifying.

The focus of the battle at this moment was on Lin Lang's unfinished spell, and everyone's heart suddenly raised their throats.

Amidst the changes in his handprints and the murmur of spells, Tang Jie saw that Lin Lang's body was already shining with the unique silver light of Chengfa, and the long sword in his hand had gathered a large area of ​​thunder.

"Tian Lei Burning Light Sword!?" Tang Jie whispered, he finally knew what spell Lin Lang was condensing.

It turned out to be the Lightning Lightning Sword of Heavenly Thunder.

This is one of the most powerful spells that can be used by Lingtai students. Its power is many times stronger than ordinary spells. It can be said to be the most powerful single spell, and its effect is catching up with the use of masters in the world. Even with Tang Jie's current physical quality, he did not dare to resist.

He must not be allowed to complete this technique!

Must stop him!

At that moment, Tang Jie had only this idea in his mind. He roared, and a golden light on his fingertips had already lit up, and he activated the matt technique to cover up the golden light and shot it at Lin Lang.

However, at this moment, Mo Xiang suddenly floated and rushed over to block Lin Lang.

The golden needle flew out, piercing Mo Xiang's body.

flutter!

A **** flower exploded on Mo Xiang's chest.

This sudden change immediately shocked everyone.

Even Tang Jie stayed for one.

He never expected that Mo Xiang would make a sudden move at this time, destroying his counterattack.

The last opportunity was missed, and at the same time, Lin Lang's body light soared, and a large amount of electric light lingered on the long sword in his hand, and went straight to the sky. This horrible swordsmanship, he had already completed.

"Roar!" He yelled, the long sword in his hand haunted thousands of electric lights, roared out of thunder roar, and enveloped the entire Xu Mansion in a terrifying world.

"Not good!" Wei Tian didn't change his expression in shock. The next blow from Lin Lang must be shocking.

However, it was too late to run at this time. In anger, Lin Lang raised his sword high at Tang Jie, and shouted wildly: "You have to die!"

Jianguang slashed suddenly.

At this moment, Tang Jie's eyes condensed.

Instead of hiding, he accelerated forward.

At the moment the sword light reached his body, he suddenly grabbed Mo Xiang and sent him in front of him, facing Lin Lang's thunder sword!

If this sword is to fall, Mo Xiang must be the first to bear the brunt.

Tang Jie stared at him tightly.

Lin Lang!

Do you cut or not?

The long sword haunted by thunder light stopped in the air.

Lin Lang looked at the girl in Tang Jie's hands, and his heart trembled suddenly.

I can't help thinking of Liuyun Academy, wandering in front of the flowers with her master and servant, chatting about the various scenes under the moon.

At that time, she was just a ignorant little girl, but she was a bit stubborn, always trying to protect her master, lest she be seduced by someone's bad young master. In order to deal with her, Lin Lang did not suffer less, and once bored the girl.

However, as the time in the academy got longer, the ignorant girl gradually grew up and became sensible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no longer always stopped between him and Xu Mujun.

But occasionally, Lin Lang could feel the admiring gaze from the little girl's eyes.

He understands that Mo Xiang likes himself too.

It's a pity that his heart rests on Xu Mujun, and he can only turn a blind eye to the affection from Mo Xiang.

I remember that more than half a year ago, he and Xu Mujun discussed the future of Mo Xiang. He once suggested to Xu Mujun that he should find a good partner for Mo Xiang.

It's a pity that Mo Xiang cried and said that she would never leave the lady, and finally ran away with anger.

At that time he knew that he broke her heart.

When the Lin family incident happened, the son was defeated, and it was Mo Xiang who stood up earlier than Xu Mujun and said that he would never leave.

If it weren't for that, maybe... Maybe you have fled overseas now?

"Mo Xiang..." Lin Lang murmured.

"Auntie..." Mo Xiang also murmured softly, looking at Lin Lang foolishly.

Tang Jie, who was holding Mo Xiang, was still rushing, and it was a short distance away, as if he was far away. At that moment, Lin Lang himself was also lost.

This sword, does he cut or not?

As my mind turned around, countless thoughts just passed away.

Tang Jie has rushed to his side.

Lin Lang sighed.

The next moment, the lightning on the sword dissipated.

He couldn't cut out this shocking sword after all.

Mo Xiang's figure disappeared, and Tang Jie's ruthless face appeared instead.

A palm hit Lin Lang's chest.

flutter!

Lin Lang flew up and fell to the ground spitting blood.

"Uncle!" everyone shouted at the same time.

This palm contained almost all the strength of Tang Jie, hitting Lin Lang, smashing his ribs, and unable to get up for a while.

"No!" Mo Xiang screamed and rushed to help Lin Lang up. Tang Jie let her do it again without stopping, but withdrawing the golden needles and staring at Lin Lang coldly.